Happy Bastille Day!
“It’s Bastille Day,” Spence says. “Did you get that bottle of Cahors?”
Admin smacks his forehead. That’s a human thing I’m always on the lookout for. Humans are the only creatures who smack their heads, in my experience. Sometimes Bernie smacks the computer the exact same way. That’s all I know about it. “Slipped my mind,” Admin says.
That’s happened to me, too, maybe more than once. But do I smack my head about it? Actually I’m not sure I could.
“Hey!” says Spence. “What’s Chet doing?”
“No idea,” says Admin, but by that time I’d stopped whatever it was, and was sitting up straight, alert and professional.
“Did Marie Antoinette really say, ‘Let them eat cake’?” Spence says.
“Too good to be true,” says Admin. “But if she had, it probably would have been brioche and not gateau, so not cake in the decadent sense.”
Cake? That brought back pleasant memories of Charlie’s last birthday party. Has it been a while since I mentioned Charlie? He’s Bernie’s kid, but we don’t see him much, not since the divorce. But also Leda’s been having some strange ideas, and Marvin Winkleman made things worse. That’s all in To Fetch A Thief. But back to the birthday cake. The funny thing was I found myself alone with it in the kitchen. Just for a moment or two, but it was one of those things that was meant to be. At least I thought so at the time. Brioche is a new one on me. I’ll keep an open mind.
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